The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1887-02-11

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my first love and confess to her my
weakness; to acquaint her of the fact
that another had found a place within
my heart, and beg her pardon for car
| rying matters to this extreme. This
resolve was much more easily made
than carried out. At least so / found
| it.
| went direct to her home to advise
her of my change of base. She had
been anxiously watching and waiting
for me, and opened the door for me.
Bright smiles, pretty dimples and
pleasant words shook my determine
ton. could not withstand them.
When | looked at her my old love
seemed to return. And then, again,
another vision would pass before me.
What should / do? l could not tell
her that did not love her. Her
frank, clear eyes looked me in the face
and seemed to pierce my guilty
thoughts. / did not know whether I
really loved her or not. was surely
IN dire dilemma.
was not very good company that
evening. My brain was teeming with
"Shall [ tell her or shall l not?" She
played and sang several of my fayorite
selections, and when she had finished
asked me how liked them. / had
been so occupied with my thoughts
that for moment the question startled
me. | finally replied good in a me-
chanical manner. Nellie knew by my
actions that something was wrong, but
in patience bore with me. She looked
panied, and tiny Tear glistened in her
lustrous orbs. After few moments of
silence | bid her goodnight in the sim
plest kind of manner.
My mind was in a terrible state.
When reached my room l determined
to find solution of the vexed ques-
ton in a cloud of Havana smoke. I
pulled fiercely; bit the end of my cigar
in a vehement manner. Invent to bed,
reasoning that on the morrow I would
be able to decide whom / loved. You
may make light of this and say that it
is unnatural, but | assure you that the
old adage, "Truth is stranger than fic7
tion," will hold good in this case. 7
had dream that night. Here is the
substance of it:
/ was once more at the home of my
friend Brown, and a grand fete had
been arranged in honor of Miss Rose
mond. 1t was to take the form of
reception, and | was to urge my suit
and if possible bring it to a successful
climax-to push myself forward on
every available occasion, and success
was sure to crown my efforts in the
end. So [ figured and so did Joe.
But to do this was no easy task. In
her gentle way she would remind me
that / was sighting the rest of the
company and paying too much atten-
ton to her, and then she would glide
away on the arm of some one else.
She could not help but notice that l
was completely taken away with her.
A blind person could have seen that.
After some difficulty l obtained her
consent to stroll in the conservatory
the nook in which all lovers exchange
vows; where troths are plighted and
futures planned. Here, midst dainty
odors and sweet fragrance, 1 decided
to learn my fate. And l did. / was
accepted. Joyous moment! 1t was
too good to be true! After few low
ing words and the usual seal to a docu-
ment of this kinda kiss-we emerged
from our bower. and it seemed to me
every body must have seen by my
smiling face what had TRANSFERRED.
But the evening was not to
pass by to my utter satisfac-
ton. After our engagement she
seemed to avoid me more than ever,
and every time L asked to dance with
her she would show me her card with
some gentleman's name opposite every
dance, and explain by saying that Mr..
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dancer, and she could not resist the
temptation. did not like it bit, but
of course it would not do to quarrel at
the beginning of our engagement. The
result was that l did not have an OPP
portunity of dancing with her the rest
of the evening. This hurt me and
wounded my pride. At last 1 could re-
frain myself no longer, and l sought
her out and in q mild manner asked
for an explanation. Without going in
to details, Twill say that when brought
to bay l found her high spirited, and
that our interview ended in quarrel.
And then l awoke. But it was still
dark, and so tossed about in semi
conscious state with terrible head
ache-then all was blank.
When opened my eyes the sun was
streaming in the window; bright
plumaged birds carroled ioyously with
out and all nature seemed gay and
lovely. But what was the matter with
me? | was weak-so weak that I had
not even strength to turn. What was
the meaning of that stand near the
bedside and all those ugly bottles? and
there in the center stood large bou-
quet of beautiful flowers. Surely I
must have been sick, but I could re-
member distinctly of going to bed the
night before in my usual good health.
1.-The worst is past" 1 heard whis-
pered. DR.. Ward, who has always
been a friend of mine, came round the
bed and told me not to excite myself,
and that would soon be well.
"Well? why, doctor, have / been
illP" / inquired.
Eyes, Tom, you have had slight
fever But do not talk too much now.
There, that's, a good fellow. 1 will be
back in the course of an hour or two,
and then you will be stronger. Try
and sleep. Goodbye" and with this
he left me.
l surely must have been i'll. But
how long? And then the dream, the
quarrel-blank. l understand it ala